Schooled in Sex ( part1 )

It was an audacious plan even for me, and I was n't sure that he would go for it. It would mean quite a consignment on his part, and he ` d only just left off fucking Mary-Ann.

Let me excuse. I ` m Caro ( dead for Caroline ) and a XIX, almost twenty-year-old virgin. I did n't plan it that way, but my libido didn ` t get going until last yr, and I ` ve been getting really horny lately. So much so that I now carry a spare pair of pantie in my bag in pillowcase of spontaneous discharge ( Yes, it happens ).

I told all to my serious friend Mary-Ann, who by her own entree, had been a adulteress since she was 16. Mary-Ann had done everything : threesomes, debauchery, anal retentive, bisexual, blowjobs, thraldom and clobber I ` d never even heard of, and here I am, a tight-holed virgin.

I told her that I wanted to watch her and boyfriend mike, get it on. I knew that they were both exhibitionists, so I didn ` t see a problem, and there was n't one. I sat on the bed next to them as nervous as hell as Mary-Ann pulled his pants off, and for the first time in my life sentence, I saw a stiff, rear turncock. I had seen mike ` s dick before on the internet as he 'd featured in a few erotic movies when he was jr., ( microphone is a lot aged than Mary-Ann ) but never in the chassis like this. It was a stiff curving cudgel, jutting out from his groin like a spear. He put my hand upon it, my digit curling around it instinctively. He stepped quickly forward, causing my helping hand to slue down his magnetic pole and bestow his cockhead to within inches of my mouth. I backed away, and he laughed, giving it to Mary-Ann instead. She sucked and slurped upon it, putting on a appearance for me, and then he took her doggy-style, driving viciously into her from seat. The heavy, liquid slapping sounds tug me crazy. He wasn ` t just fucking her, he was dominating her, making her his beef. I wanted to be that bitch.

His orgasm wasn ` t long in descend and he pulled me closer for the cum stroke. As he withdrew from Mary-Ann ` s sopping pickle, a huge gush of sperm erupted from the tip of his cock spattering my blouse and dumping a fat wad on the crotch of my blue jean. ‘ That ` s where spunk is meant to be'he laughed as he rubbed it in, feeling me up in the summons. Such was my introduction to the existence of sex.

That was then, and this is now. Nervously, I approached microphone ` s door. microphone and Mary-Ann did n't see each other anymore, so he was fair game, but this was still a big ask.

I rang the bell, and a bemused looking microphone stared back at me.

‘ Caro ? What are you doing here ?'

‘ Hi microphone,'I stammered, ‘ I need to ask you something really important.'

I was ushered into microphone ` s dirty, squalid flat ; a real bachelor-at-arms's pad. I took a cryptic breath to steady my nerves. ‘ okeh, straight to the percentage point. I want you to teach me about sex. Everything. The unit thing. I will share your bed for seven Clarence Day, and you can experience me anytime you want, but never the same way twice. All of my mess are yours to do with as you wish. At the end of the seven days, I want to know more about sex than the dirtiest whore, understand ?'

Mike nodded dumbly, trying to compute what I had just asked him. ‘ Are you surely ? I mean I don ` t study anymore, so a workweek is not a problem, but prove to me this is not a joke and show me you ` re serious. I want to see your tits.'

I was waiting for that. I was n't wearing a bra, and my intemperate tits were restrained only by my blouse. I slipped off my jacket crown and began unbuttoning. My boob burst free much to mike ` s delight, and he hefted them, testing their weight and substance, rubbing his thumbs across my tumescent nipples and then sucking them into his mouth making me moan in pleasure. They had always been so sensitive.

‘ Now, the rest.'He commanded, watching hungrily as I began to undress. I hesitated at my scanty, before pushing them to my ankles and stepping out of them.

He whistled in admiration. ‘ A beautiful bald kitty-cat with a fat high-slung slit. Just the way I like them. You sure you ` re a Virgin ?'

I nodded.

‘ Total ? Never even been fingered ?'

‘ No.'I replied truthfully.

His hired man roamed over my naked body, testing my ass-cheeks and pulling and grabbing at my heaving breasts, before moving lower, tantalisingly close to my pussy without actually touching it

‘ Beautiful.'He gasped.

He undressed quickly, his colossal erection bobbing before me, its bingle, fluid-filled eye, stared at me dispassionately, uncaring that I was an barren Virgo. I was just a mess, somewhere warm and wet to deposit its incumbrance. I was probably little more than that to its owner too. I did n't handle, I wanted it all the same.

‘ Now kiss my cock.'Was the program line. I knelt to obey. I wrapped my mitt around the base of his prick, my wrist touching his immense balls, and brought my purse mouth to the stiff shaft where I planted the most delicate of kisses.

‘ Higher.'

I kissed gamy, moving my lips to just below the grievous cockhead. Any higher and my back talk would touch the thick viscid liquidity running freely from the slit. I hesitated.

‘ Tongue my nob.'

Taking a inscrutable breathing space, I obeyed, licking away the liquid and wetting the integral cockhead with my tongue, leaving no part untouched. The liquid tasted of nil, and that encouraged me to support down on the nob with more energy, lapping at the grossly swollen meatus until mike pulled away.

‘ Now rub me. Make me cum.'

I began a deadening stroking move, aided by microphone, which quickly became faster and more vigorous until a gushing fountain of cum splashed into my face and hair. Another stocky wad spattered my throat and tits, and still, another hit my belly and thighs.

Mike pulled away, staring at his handwork with satisfaction. I watched as a river of tinder made its way from my belly-button heading S, winding its way to my puss. I went to wipe it away, but my hand was stayed by Mike.

‘ Leave it.'

We both watched as it reached my deep slit, and I was commanded to pull my backtalk apart so it could go down in and be absorbed. I did so, and it did. I released my liquid labia, watching them snap shut, capturing their pearly prize.

‘ Now get dressed,'he said. ‘ you can wipe my mettle from your cheek but leave it in your hair and on your eubstance ; I want it to soak into your skin.

wellspring, Congratulations, Caro ; you ` ve just had day one. Day two begins at 9am tomorrow don ` t be late.'

The End